A Cadaver in the Ground

I think that everybody wants to be great.

I'm not begrudging you your glory -far from it- but I'm just saying. We want to be famous in our lifetime. To be well-known.

We want to be remembered when we die.

I don't.

When I die, I'll be a cold corpse in a casket. Nothing more to it. In all likelihood, I'll either rot in the ground or have my cadaver burned to ashes. Reduced to cinders. The only difference between this state of being and my current one is the functioning of a few choice organs.

I guess the point of this (my rumination upon death and remembrance) is so that I will leave something behind.

To remind myself that I have something to leave behind.

A legacy, if you will. No matter how pathetic it may be.

The End

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